Translation of the song Kuvajaenen artist Verjnuarmu
Kuvajaenen
Reflection
Valloon aaringon uamulla nousoo
To the morning light he/she/it rises
On kammari hilijanen, iäntä vaella
The bedroom is quiet, without sound at all
Ovvee tuvan varroen raolleen työntää
He/she/it carefully creaks open the door to the livingroom *
Ja sissään livahtaa varkaan laella
And sneaks in like a thief
Pöyvän peittona musta liina
A black cloth is covering the table
Kupeista haesoo paloviina
Spirits can be smelled from the cups
On nisupitkot hotkittu
Sweetbreads have been eaten
Sienapöllit nurkkiin potkittu
Sienapölli's** has been kicked to the corners.
On väkkee valavona
People have been standing
Vaenajan kuppeella
Next to the deceased
On päetä paenuna
Heads have been bowed
On väkkee veisanna
People have been singing
Vaenajan kuppeella
Next to the deceased
On suru murtana
Sorrow has broken (them)
Huurusen ruuvun läpi pirtistä kahtoo
Inside the cabin, through a frosty window he/she/it looks
On pihassa väkkee tuttuva nuamalla tuskoo
There is familiar folks outside
Suattoväkj' valamiina vierellä reen
With pain on their faces
Outtaa mittee miehet aetasta kuskoo
Mourners are ready, next to a sleight
Harteille nostettu ruumislaata
A bodyboard is lifted on their shoulders
Ruumis laavalle pantuna muata
A corpse is laid on the board
Arkkuun lasketaan kylymä vaenaa
A cold body is laid into the coffin
Suru syväntä, harteita paenaa
Sorrow is weighting down on hearts and shoulders
On poes nukkunu
He/she/it has been deceased
Jalat eellä kannettu
Carried away with his/hers/its feet up front
Liina vitivalakonen
A pure white cloth
On solomittu aesoehin
Has been tied to the sleight
Karsikkolaata mualattu
A painted karsikkolauta***
On aetan kylykeen naalattu
Has been nailed to the side of the storehouse
Töllistä ulos pihhaan ryntää
From the cabin he/she/it rushes outside
Väjen sekkaan tietä raevoo
Makes a way through the crowd
Paljaat jalat lunta kyntää
Bare feets plow through the snow
Kylymyys sisältä sieluva vaevoo
Coldness is troubling inside the soull
Puista kantta nyrkein takkoo
He/she/it is beating the wooden coffin with his/hers/it's fists
Arkunkannen aaki tahtoo
Want's to open the cover of the coffin
Särkyy mielj' ja syvän hakkoo
Mind breaks and the heart pounds
Kuvajaestaan arkussa kahtoo
He/she/it is staring at a reflection inside the coffin